Empty Room

"Empty Room" Yeah, I sit here in this empty room with shadows on the walls Phone face down cause every call just feels like empty calls Pictures on the dresser still, but you ain’t here at all And I’m still sleeping on my side like you’ll come back before the fall Used to talk about forever like we had it figured out Now forever’s just a word that I don’t even say out loud Kitchen table seats for two, but only one sits down Coffee gets cold ‘cause I’m lost in your absence now I replay the last fight, wonder what I should’ve said Should’ve held you tighter when you laid down in that bed Now the silence is a language that I’m fluent in alone Every corner of this house feels like a dial tone Friends say “move on,” like it’s a switch inside my chest Like I can turn you off and somehow finally get some rest But how you move on from the one that made you feel your best? How you breathe again when half your lungs are in someone else’s chest? I walk past places we used to go and feel the weight Same streets, same signs, but now they don’t look straight The city ain’t change, but I do, cause you’re not in the frame And every song on the radio keeps saying your name I should delete the texts, but I read them when it’s late 2:13 AM, and I’m lying here awake Asking questions to the ceiling that the ceiling cannot take “Was it me? Was it you? Was it just a mistake?” No answer ever comes, just the quiet and the rain Tapping on the window like it’s keeping time with pain And I swear I’m not weak, but some nights I can’t explain How the strongest parts of me still crumble with your name I don’t hate you, no, I miss you more than I should say Miss the way you laughed at things that weren’t funny anyway Miss the way you’d steal the covers, then pretend to be asleep Miss the way you made the broken parts of me feel complete But now it’s just me and these four walls having talks Me and memories I never asked to keep in a box Me and the truth that you’re not coming back to knock On the door I still leave unlocked So I’m writing this alone, cause that’s all I’ve got to do Turning all the things I never said into something true If you hear this somewhere, no, I ain’t mad at you I just wish I knew back then what I know now, too